come out in the open; come clean upon my face. i have nothing to offer you. i have been hiding, been invisible for fate.
all i have on me is, the over-whelming alone-ness and a little disgrace.
a little story i finished writing , a little story that spoke of me; with your profound essence, a little wary of your being. wont you sing me the lullaby, oh! sing to me please; sing to me as i drift, away; away into sleep.